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The entire many-colored world,
all the different sorts of people,
must meet and part, part and meet again;
it's all one big union.
Watching such spectacles,
fireworks burst in the heart.
The world has a hundred aspects, all extraordinary.
The world has a hundred aspects, all extraordinary.
So don't sit there guarding your heart like that;
walk the road that leads to the city of love.
We'll go together; come dancing!
The world has a hundred aspects, all extraordinary.
So don't sit there guarding your heart like that;
walk the road that leads to the city of love.
We'll go together; come dancing!
When the season waved its scarf, the roads rippled in reply.
On each bend in the road there's some story for you and me.
The roads will sing; every direction echoes and hums.
The winds that blow keep telling us this:
Wherever you are wandering, come, come here!
Walk the road that leads to the city of love.
We'll go together; come dancing!
The world has a hundred aspects, all extraordinary.
So don't sit there guarding your heart like that;
walk the road that leads to the city of love.
We'll go together; come dancing!
Oh Madho, wherever you go,
Oh Madho, no matter where you might go,
there you will be my bride.
The clouds went and found the mountain; the bees found the blossoms...
Strutting, twisting, the river went to embrace the sea.
Slowly, softly, the songs of union mix in the waves and sing.
In sweet voices, all the birds speak;
listen to what the season of union is saying.
Walk the road that leads to the city of love.
We'll go together; come dancing!
The world has a hundred aspects, all extraordinary.
So don't sit there guarding your heart like that;
walk the road that leads to the city of love.
We'll go together; come dancing!
Walk the road that leads to the city of love.